creepers.

A guy I was helping at the museum just took a picture of me. Then he showed me the picture, asked if it was okay and told me not to worry he wasn't going to stalk me.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

it's funny when people fall down.

Last night Erin and I went down to the Works festival outside stage. We were sitting on a picnic table sipping on ciders when suddenly a picnic table just across from us flipped over on it's side taking down a few people including an old lady. There was a half second of awkward silence before I burst into laughter. A few people joined in the chuckles but the longer the lady stayed down the less funny it seemed to everyone else. BUT NOT ME. No I continued with my hearty chortle. I simply could not hold back. And I did not feel bad. So what if I have a warped sense of humour? Maybe 5 people shouldn't sit on the same side of a picnic table without anyone on the other side to balance the weight. Maybe old ladys shouldn't be drama queens and lay on the ground collecting sympathy from people when she's obviously just to embarrassed to accept the situation gracefully.

I was pretty disappointed in Christian Hansen and the Autistics. I have heard pretty good things about them; good energy, fun live show and whatnot. They were wayyy too Wham-esque for me. I love energy but theirs seemed faked and forced. The only thing saving them were their beats.
Manraygun were great though. Excellent musicians all of them.

I feel like summer has barely started and almost finished at the same time. It's terrible. After this summer my life is pretty much over. School and work and work will be taking up alll of my time. I'm trying to make the most of the summer but I have to work tons to have money for Vancouver in August and school and September. Bah, I'm going to end up having to get a loan even though I don't want to. Grrr.

I got a new free bike! Life is nice.

Kitteh

I got a kitten!!
Due to kitteh fever, I can't focus long enough to write a proper post.

I got a new job too though, one that I really like. More on that later.

somewhere is a happy panda

So.. the event I thought would never occur actually has.
Someone has stolen my bamboo bike, RIGHT OUT OF MY COURTYARD.
I'm heartbroken guys.

One old timey bike covered in bamboo.
Bamboo fenders and woven seat and basket.
Dinosaur bell.

If you see a bike of this description please punch the bastard in the nose and return it to me.